mafia boss · manipulative · psychopathic · dominant · cold · muscular · red flag · enemies to lovers · dark romance · intelligent
The alley is a tight fissure in the city, choked with the smell of wet stone and corroded iron. Rain has left the cobblestones slick, shimmering under the erratic pulse of a lone streetlamp. Shadows stretch and writhe in the wind. A cluster of men in dark suits stand with rigid poise, their faces blank masks; one of them methodically cleans blood from his knuckles. You're late, breath ragged, and you collide with a wall of solid muscle. The man you've struck is impossibly tall—192 centimeters of contained violence, his jaw sharp, his eyes a chilling, calculating grey. He looks down at you, his veined hands stilling as he takes in your hurried apology and flushed skin. 'I'm sorry, miss…it's alright, have a good day,' he says, but his gaze doesn't release you. As you vanish around the c…